Published: February 26, 2025
"Tan Yun, today will be your day of demise!"
Accompanied by a female voice filled with murderous intent, Mi Qin held the Divine Sword and led the charge.
With a voice filled with murderous intent, Mi Qin brandished the Divine Sword and flew out of the cave dwelling first, landing directly in front of Tan Yun.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—"
Immediately after, figures flickered out from the cave dwelling and rapidly spread out around Tan Yun, surrounding him.
Tan Yun looked around and, upon noticing that all the newcomers were at the great perfection of the ancestral emperor realm, he felt a sense of relief.
Tan Yun's gaze finally fixed on Mi Qin as he coldly asked, "Who are you? Speak, who sent you to kill me?"
"Who am I? Hahaha, you killed my brother Mi Yu, how can you ask who I am?" As Mi Qin spoke, tears filled her eyes, but her murderous intent towards Tan Yun only intensified.
"So it's you!" Tan Yun stared at Mi Qin, as if recalling something, endless coldness surfacing in his starry eyes. "I was just looking for you, but I didn't expect you to come knocking on my door!"
"Years ago, you sent Liu Feng to kill me. If it weren't for my great fortune, I would have been dead by now!"
Anger!
Tan Yun was thoroughly enraged. At that time, he had forced Liu Feng to self-destruct the ancestral emperor embryo, which caused him to fall into a coma. If it hadn't been for encountering the palace master Fang Zixi, he would have long become prey for beasts in the mountains, severely injured!
Every time he thought of this, Tan Yun would burn with fury!
Upon hearing this, Mi Qin gritted her teeth and said, "Yes, your hands are not only stained with my brother's blood, but also with the blood of my good sister Liu Feng. I, Mi Qin, will not rest until I have torn you to pieces!"
"Tear me to pieces? Mi Qin, who gave you the courage? Just because you are the so-called first elite disciple of the Four Arts Star Domain?" Tan Yun glared at Mi Qin and said in a deep voice, "Your brother Mi Yu had it coming, and so did Liu Feng and the others!"
"Since Liu Feng is your good sister, then today I will do a good deed and send you to reunite with her!"
Pausing for a moment, Tan Yun looked at the crowd surrounding him, his gaze terrifyingly indifferent. "I don't want to kill indiscriminately; this matter is between me and Mi Qin."
"I'll give you all a chance. Leave immediately, and I can pretend this never happened…"
Before Tan Yun could finish speaking, one male disciple flipped his right hand, and a High-Grade Ancestral Emperor Artifact Great Blade appeared out of thin air. He angrily scolded Tan Yun:
"Tan Yun, stop pretending and just die!"
"Bang!"
The male disciple's feet stomped the ground violently, causing the earth to shake and dust to swirl as he transformed into a blur, brandishing his blade. In an instant, he appeared above Tan Yun, swinging down his blade!
Immediately, a blade aura filled with the power of ancestral kings, accompanied by a pitch-black spatial rift extending tens of thousands of feet, surged towards Tan Yun.
"Killing you will dirty my Divine Sword!" As Tan Yun retracted the primordial chaos god-slaying sword, he vanished from the disciple's sight in an instant, consumed by the blade aura.
"Hahahaha, Sister Mi, I told you that killing Tan Yun wouldn’t require all of us. Did you see that? Just me alone can kill him as easily as crushing an ant…" In the air, that disciple was boasting, but he was abruptly interrupted by Mi Qin's scream:
"Junior brother, be careful! Tan Yun isn’t dead!"
It turned out that due to Tan Yun's incredible evasion speed, his lingering figure had not yet dissipated; the disciple had only swallowed Tan Yun’s shadow!
"Buzz, buzz—"
As the void shook, Tan Yun emerged from beside the disciple as if from thin air, moving so quickly that the disciple couldn't react at all. "Who were you calling an ant just now?"
As his cold voice rang out, Tan Yun suddenly grasped the wrist of the male disciple holding the blade, his fingers tightening fiercely. "Crack!"